Chaucer Romane & Geschichten

He stood in the door way his hands dripping blood to the floor while his eyes that were pinned on her felt like a knife cutting her in to peaces. Champagne's knees went weak, her face blanched and the phone she was holding in her hand slipped to the floor. With trembling lips she whispered softly... "Thomas "

Ben was not exactly thrilled about returning back to master Renard, mostly because he did not know how he would face him with the news of what Master Krane had said, but he knew that he had to. He had to deliver the message given to him by Master Krane for the mighty Arch Angel Renard, but... what would he say? How would he say it? How the hell would he even begin? To say that the potion was not ready would actually not be so bad, but then to say that the most important ingredient needed in mixing the potion was unavailable, to say that it had not yet been found and or might never be found because Ben himself knew of how rare that particular ingredient that was needed was.

“ ALLOW YOURSELF TO SHINE WITHOUT BEING SEEN” KIVA POV. He looked at me for a moment like he was deciding how much to say. "The Decaulion," he said. I went still. The name alone did that. Even to someone like me, someone who had spent most of her life looking down rather than up at the structures of power that governed everything around us, that name did something to the air when it was spoken.

-What? - That it's your turn to throw- He murmurs without looking at me. I put the card on the table and the player to my right rolls an eight, leaving a wad of bills on the table. The one who has thrown the least money has been Azael, who has only left two hundred dollars for having drawn a two at the end of the round. A player challenges the one at the entrance to shoot his partner in the leg, and he, without further regret, does so. The girl lets out a cry and falls to the ground, writhing in pain.

Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. This book is divided into two phases Phase 1-> Childhood Phase2-> Grown Up

CRACK Charles cut Victoria's upper body, then lit a silver-plated lighter that was in his hand during the journey. After flashing a smile and chanting a series of incantations, Charles ignited the flames on Victoria's severed head, then unhesitatingly laid it on the floor—leaving her buried with the ruins of the great castle she was proud of.

I whispered to myself "Khalil don’t eat all doughnuts I don’t want you to have a stomachache and if Jamil walks into the room share the doughnuts with him" He did utter a word as his concentration was only on the doughnuts

Rachael says. Samuel chuckles, “No, he isn’t. He just makes a lot of vampires,” “Our father, Count Dracula, is a Nephilim,”.

Sarcasm dripping off every word. He lifted himself up further till his arms had extended. His gaze swept over my whole body. I knew what he would see, I was thin and toned. Little food with continuous strenuous exercise for four years had caused my human form to become lithe. I was noticeably dirty, I hadn't bathed in a few weeks now, as I hadn't come across a large enough body of water to do so. My body reacted to his stare. It was as if I could sense where his eyes were focused at any time. And right now his gaze was focused on my breasts, causing my nipples to immediately pebble. His breathing hitched as he watched them.